Everywhere I go, I see you Mrs. V. The thought of you dominates my brain. At the dinner party on Saturday, biking yesterday and running on the beach at sunrise this morning, I saw you or at least someone who I thought was you. You have sent me so many pictures. You complied with my request, even sending me the daring an naughty pictures. You described to m...
Please do not read on unless extreme sissification and forced gay and bi scenes, watersports and cum eating, really flick your switches. I don't want to offend anyone so thought this comment might help. ***** It'd all started with a routine visit to his Doc for a simple prostate exam. After he'd given away his naturally submissive tendencies by pushing bac...
Whenever I need to come, I just have to think back to those busy few days on the set, when both J and V touched my life in a most special way. That had been when I worked in the Industry as a sort of creative script consultant – a job I set up to both enhance the actor’s methoding, and therefore cut down on the studio’s worries. I was a sort of go-between,...
Author's note: Hi guys. I've been a huge fan of this site and its brilliant authors and enjoyed the stories for many years. I really feel like trying something on my own. This is the first story I've ever written like this. Positive criticism will really help. About the story, it is mostly fictional created by some ideas from some real life experiences of mi...
This is my first story I've ever really written and I'd love any feedback or comments. Just as a warning this story will contain the following things: futa/f, huge/hyper cock sizes, excessive cum and cum inflation, cuckold/ntr, sph, and other fetishes that compliment those ones. So if it doesn't sound like it's for you, I understand :) ***** Dylan sat in h...
216 checked his watch. Seven-fifteen. He was to return to V at ten. He had spent almost exactly an hour with her. She was a real professional, he thought: while he had been transported out of space and time, she had been carefully making sure that his session hadn't overrun. He suddenly felt hungry. He looked along the row of suburban shops in the street wh...
Project "Epica" was initiated by the US government in 2007 with the aim of studying biological variability in the human body, notably with regards to those parameters linked to sexual performance, due to the ongoing decrease in human fertility. Here is the report submitted by Dr Laura P., in charge of the LA metropolitan area on 3rd March 2011 to the Congre...
*This is the next segment to Secret Voyeur. If you have not read that one you may not fully understand this story.* I groaned out loud and rubbed my temples. I had the worst headache, I felt like my head was going to split open and burst into flame. A deep clanging sound was ringing in my ears. Damn I was sore, everywhere! I really need to use my hot tub...
Foreword: This is a repost of "Night Falls in Whitechapel" by me, since I've decided not to include this tale in my "Last Crusader" novel. I'll be posting this one along with "Night Falls: Berlin" as a companion piece. While this one is posted to Erotic Horror, "Berlin" will be posted to NonHuman. Probably on the same day, if everything goes right. One o...
The next several days flew by. We became very adept at meeting people and not being asked to shack up. Of course we weren't 100% successful in deflecting all the invitations for a swing, but it wasn't a problem at all. A few gregarious couples, who after being gently rebuked said "That's fine, lets be friends anyway." We learned a lot about "The Lifestyle" t...